Moonbound Desire
Aurora said gently.
The moment the moonstone touched my skin, heat surged through me, not burning, not cruel, but overwhelming. My breath caught as power flooded my veins, ancient and vast, yet somehow… familiar. Like it had been waiting for me. Then images flooded my mind, wolves under crimson skies, vows whispered beneath the moon, balance forged between strength and mercy. Lucien was wrong, this wasn’t a weapon. It was a keeper.
Accepting the moonstone alone with the Bloodmoon, the moonstone glowed and then it disappeared. I opened my eyes as I felt my strength returning. I sat up, then noticing my fingers were surrounded by silver light.